recently in a co-counseling session, my fearless counselor pointed out that i am surrounded by love, despite my insistence that i am utterly unlovable. there was a moment where it as so clear to me--that though i fight it every step of the way, there are so many wonderful people around me, loving me up. in the past few days, i've had moments of just letting that soak in, despite all my internal resistance and protestations. its powerful and magical, and feels so good. we all deserve that, we all have it. its just a matter of getting the yucky stuff out of the way, those old messages that we learned in a moment of childhood survival. here's to getting there quickly and gracefully.
Born and raised in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan (that beautiful chunk of land bordering lake superior that's connected to the mitten via the Mackinaw Bridge), i escaped to the east coast as early as possible. After 6 years of uppity schooling, i spent a year in New York City and a year travelling the States before settling down at Twin Oaks Community, an intentional, income sharing community of 90 people on 450 acres in central virginia. at the same time i joined a nascent klezmer band, the vulgar bulgars and spent the next 3 living the bucolic life of a farming klezmorim.